Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE!

Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Chapter 5

Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! My EX-husband!

VICTORIA’S POV

I woke to familiar beeping sounds. When I opened my eyes, it didn’t surprise me to see I was in a hospital bed with an IV attached to the back of my hand.

“You are awake?” a woman in a doctor’s coat asked with a smile. “How are you feeling, Mrs. Devonte?”

“I…” My throat dried, remembering the terrible ache in my abdomen when Alessandro stopped me. What if something happened to my baby? “H–how is my baby?” I needed to know.

The doctor smiled, touching my arm and spreading a sense of comfort. “Your baby is fine. But you need to rest. No anxiety. It could affect you or the baby’s health.”

The heavy stone that had taken residence in my heart disappeared at her words. My baby was fine. Relief washed over me. However, my relief dissipated when I realized she had called me Mrs. Devonte.

“Who brought me here, Doctor?” I asked, fearing it may have been Alessandro.

“Your husband. Don’t worry, he said he’ll be back soon. He just went out to complete some procedures.”

Fear filled me. “Did you tell him about my pregnancy?” I asked, worried she might have said something. I couldn’t let Alessandro find out.

A momentary confusion passed over the doctor’s face, but then she shook her head. “Not yet.”

“Please, don’t tell him,” I requested.

“But…” She peered at me quizzically.

“Please, Doctor, Don’t tell him. I don’t want him to know.”

but nodded. As she turned to leave, Alessandro entered the room. I shifted my eyes to the window, feeling both guilty

she, Doctor?”

well. Vitals

“Why did she faint?”

I had wanted him to care, but just then he started caring? What the hell? I couldn’t help but

number of reasons, and her blood work is still in

Thank Lord!

the room, and I wished he would, too. I no longer wanted him around. It was too difficult because I still loved him. It would be easier to move on and forget him if I could just keep away from him—and if he would keep away

side table, pulling a box out of it. “You

soon-to-be ex-husband had no idea what I could and couldn’t eat. How could he not know I was allergic to shrimp? Probably because it was

of there, so I closed the box and pushed it back into the

asked, his face filled

want you anymore. So you

words, yet I felt I had no choice. Though I still loved him, I also had to have some dignity and

to rejection. He took a step forward, his jaw tightening. “Provided you come back home, I’ll ignore those words and won’t bother about anything that happened

Of course. Because he thought I was a greedy and needy woman. In his mind, that was why I married him. But that had

and bitter to my own ears. “Did you forget we’re legally separated?” I shook my

seconds later, the whoosh and click of the door met my ears. The tears I had kept back while he was

ALESSANDRO’S POV

How dare she say those things to me? I had wanted to snap at her, but being a gentleman, I left. I had even set my

me, I’d give